Feel the of taste of hate release its bitterness
Caught up in a place to face the fate
From below taken, trapped and tied in chains
Serpent spewing venom from above

The serpent never stop spitting out its searing venom
Not for a minute, not for a moment
Striving not to gasp
Striving to surmount the pain
Striving not to let the woman
know how much her brief run costs

Ironbound - The torture never stops
Ironbound - Held hard, held in horror
Ironbound - The torture never stops
Ironbound - Through bonds of blood

Bound I am with bowels torn from my kin
To bring the torment closer to my eyes
Writhing in pain, causing quakes in chains
Prepare the fall of all, I call to arms

By my hand come the end and the chaos
At my touch the green leaves withers
Hurry to your end
You who ween yourself so strong
I feel a luring lust
to consume the ones who tamed me once

Oath-bound to Odin in blood but beware
If in truth I am gut-bound to rocks
Know that first and last I am
Bringer of death and of doom

3. Dead Knight's Rite (5:34)

As thunder borne upon the wind
Was heard the battle's wild uproar
See the angels of the dead
Seek blood dripping crimson red

Amidst the heaps of foemen slain
Drenched with battle's bloody rain
On the plate-mail rattled loud
The arrow-shower's rushing cloud

Spear-torrents swept away
Ranks of foes from light of day

In the dark the spears were whet
Grimly pointed metal shone
Dread the weapons of the knights
Battered shield and blood-smeared swords

Ravens, rain-soaked lurked the feast
Nesting redly the deceased
Grim the jaws that shook their shields
Red the fangs that bit the bones

Spear-torrents swept away
Ranks of foes from light of day

4. Wolf-Age (4:44)

Axe-age Økstid
Sword-age Sverdtid
Wolf-age Vargtid

I saw the doombringer coming to call
In form of the blind
And the arrow of fraud
Pierced through the skin of the fair
In accents of despair
As he died away
Borne throughout the misty air
The sun turned pale and no one spoke
Vows were sworn that very night
This death will be avenged

I saw the ship burning floating away
As a funeral pyre
To be claimed by the sea
A biting sarcasm rose
Whence the sly one fled
Hence the bondage of blood
Burned throughout the misty air
Ringhorn disappeared and no one spoke
Vows were sworn that very night
This death will be avenged

I saw the darkness descend upon the nine worlds
To enhance the coming of the end
All-Father then stod up and addressed upon the nine worlds
Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

Northwards and netherwards for nine nights through darkness
And through the vastness of Vid
Towards the ninth realm for nine nights through darkness
Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

Northwards and netherwards the eight-hooves were pounding
Through mist and pathways of death
Across the burning bridge the eight-hooves were pounding
Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

I felt the darkness increase upon the nine worlds
The winter tighened its grip
Grim Fimbul rage addressed upon the nine worlds
Axe-age, Sword-age, Wolf-age

I saw the wolf-age coming to call
In form of the blind
And the arrow of fraud
Seeds of destruction were sowed
By the hands of doom
And by daring the meek
Tears thou kept to thouself
To avoid his return
To be wept of out Hel
Shields shall be cloven in vain
For this act of deceit
As the fate has forseen